Klein also used Spirit Vision to observe Cyril from the side. Only after Cyril opened his eyes with a calm expression did Klein ask:
"What happened?"
Cyril shook his head. "I was bewitched yesterday without even realizing it."
"Luckily, she was only after my young, handsome body. She didn't have any other dangerous intentions."
Klein raised a hand and rubbed his chest. This was clearly a serious topic, yet somehow he felt personally wounded.
After a moment of silence, he said:
"When I observed you from above the Gray Fog yesterday, there were no signs that you'd been bewitched. At least, not by any active charm."
"Besides, you looked like you were genuinely enjoying yourself this morning."
Cyril paused, then lifted his chin slightly.
"Emperor Roselle once said, 'If you can't fight it, enjoy it!'"
Klein was speechless.
"His legacy is in good hands..."
After a pause, he asked curiously, "You don't seem to mind being bewitched?"
Cyril nodded calmly. "Mainly because she didn't mean me any harm. Otherwise, my Spirituality would've warned me immediately."
"Besides, after the bewitchment wore off, I didn't feel the slightest hostility toward her. My impression of her was still favorable."
Klein observed Cyril with Spirit Vision for a while longer before teasing him:
"If I couldn't clearly see your current state, I'd suspect that the bewitchment hadn't been completely removed."
After a pause, he added, "That's enough. I don't want to hear any more Roselle-style jokes."
"Remember to perform the prayer ritual. Take all the things piled up here downstairs."
With that, he waved a hand. Crimson light rose, and Cyril's figure disappeared from the palace above the Gray Fog.
Afterward, Klein waited quietly above the Gray Fog for two minutes. The crimson star representing Cyril suddenly swelled, and a familiar prayer sounded by